Oh well done! I've never seen alcoholic John going through withdrawal before. It somehow makes sense, going through it at the same time as he is trying to come to terms with Sherlock's return, like his body and mind are both re-aligning themselves and working out all of the old poisons and regrets and anger so they can start anew.
Thanks so much for reading :) I love the mind-body parallel you're drawing here; getting Sherlock back here is indeed a shift in both a mental and physical sense and I kind of like that because it's a bit of a mirror of what happened to John when he first met Sherlock.
Oh, this comment is wonderful! :) Thanks so much for taking the time to say all this to me.
I'm glad you like my post-TRF musings; John's pain is one of the most compelling themes for me to write about, because it's so incredibly complex and uprooting in itself, already, to lose someone to suicide (especially if you really didn't see it coming), and then to get someone back who you thought was lost that way must be absolutely earth-shattering. I can't imagine that John wouldn't have to work through an incredible onslaught of (sometimes contradictory) emotions when Sherlock finally returns. I'm happy you think I've conveyed some of that here. This fic is even more complicated with the problem of addiction added in, so I hoped it wouldn't all get too jumbled.
I'm so glad to hear you enjoyed, and thanks for the rec when it happens! :)
Thoroughly well written, Sherlock taking care of John through sickness is a lovely reversal not often seen.
Sorry two Brit picks- in chapter one you wrote sidewalk not pavement and chapter two closet not wardrobe. Yes I am a stickler but they stick out as incongruous.
Also thanks for the Brit picks; though my English education has been British-focused I get confused sometimes. I should keep a list of common Americanisms that I commit, heh. They're fixed now; thanks for pointing them out. :)
The use of the word closet is a common slip I find but it would be a wardrobe or in the case of something like a cleaning closet, a cleaning cupboard. Although Americanisms are slipping into British speak. For instance the word fag, according to my boyf it is sometimes used now as an insult for a gay man, despite the fact fag in Britspeak usually means a slang term for a cigarette.
Here's an unusual bit of Britspeak :-), a cup of char. It's an old term for a cup of tea and in some buildings the tea-lady is also known as the char-lady.
Cool, I'd never heard of that before! "char". Must remember. Kind of reminds me of "chai", could it come from colonial times, maybe? /inner linguist perks up
It's the wee hours, and I haven't much language, but I wanted to tell you this is a fantastic piece. I really enjoyed it and I've never seen alcoholic John in withdrawal before, so kudos to you.
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I'm glad you like my post-TRF musings; John's pain is one of the most compelling themes for me to write about, because it's so incredibly complex and uprooting in itself, already, to lose someone to suicide (especially if you really didn't see it coming), and then to get someone back who you thought was lost that way must be absolutely earth-shattering. I can't imagine that John wouldn't have to work through an incredible onslaught of (sometimes contradictory) emotions when Sherlock finally returns. I'm happy you think I've conveyed some of that here. This fic is even more complicated with the problem of addiction added in, so I hoped it wouldn't all get too jumbled.
I'm so glad to hear you enjoyed, and thanks for the rec when it happens! :)
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Sorry two Brit picks- in chapter one you wrote sidewalk not pavement and chapter two closet not wardrobe. Yes I am a stickler but they stick out as incongruous.
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Also thanks for the Brit picks; though my English education has been British-focused I get confused sometimes. I should keep a list of common Americanisms that I commit, heh. They're fixed now; thanks for pointing them out. :)
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Here's an unusual bit of Britspeak :-), a cup of char. It's an old term for a cup of tea and in some buildings the tea-lady is also known as the char-lady.
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